Sense Sonnet - Tickler

 Neurotic

As a gift I got a guitar.

So I started to learn to play,

Dreaming I'd be a movie star.

But this guitar had a weird way

Of sounding only a sad note

When I would strum on any string.

And through the air this sound would float

As though it seemed intent to bring

Tense anxiety to my ear,

Behavior I was not up for.

All in all 'twas too much to hear.

This guitar I could play no more.

This neurotic guitar did be

A little too high strung for me.